I live on the 18th floor of Nether Community

In Buwenzhai, Mr. Liujian held a kerosene lamp and walked to the bookcase where the paper crane flew out just now, with a strange expression hidden behind the round glasses.

"It's strange... Is this how the story is written?" Mr. Liujian said to himself while searching for books, "Why don't I think so? Could it be that I am demented?..."

His eyes wandered from top to bottom of the bookcases row by row, and finally locked on one of the bamboo slips placed in one of them, hooked his index finger, and the bamboo slips flew into his hand obediently.

Mr. Liujian opened the volume of ancient books that recorded the story of Venerable Lianhua, and quickly read the words on it.

"This, this...!" His pupils gradually enlarged following the words, and his goatee trembled slightly.Mr. Liu Jian put his hands on the words on the bamboo slips, and silently recited a mantra.I saw the words on it flying out of the bamboo slips one after another, and then dissipated in the wind.

With the disappearance of these words, the original real records in the ancient books resurfaced again.

"Word spell..." Mr. Liujian narrowed his eyes, pinching his goatee thoughtfully.

Who on earth sneaked into Buwenzhai by taking advantage of his unpreparedness, not only successfully deciphered all the mechanisms leading to the underground, but also put a curse on these orphan books in his collection, so as to cover up the real information in the book.

"No, I still have to tell those two people about this, so as not to think that there is something wrong with my book in the future." Mr. Liujian put the book in his arms, and hurried to the ground.

"Sir, don't worry."

A gloomy voice suddenly came from behind Mr. Liujian.He turned his head subconsciously, and saw a tall and thin figure leaning between the bookcases in the depths at some point.

Mr. Liujian: "Who?"

The man smiled lowly, and walked out slowly from the row of bookcases.The flickering kerosene lamp cast erratic light and shadow on his young and slightly pale face, reflecting the extremely handsome facial features.

"Taoist?" Mr. Liu Jian asked, looking at the black Taoist robe on the other party.

The man didn't answer directly, but raised his chin at the bamboo slips that Mr. Liujian was carrying in his arms, and said relaxedly, "The book is mine."

Mr. Liujian snorted coldly when he heard the words: "How crazy! Don't say it's a book, every plant and tree here belongs to me, you don't want to take any of it away!"

After a pause, he said again: "You cast the curse on this book too, right? You deliberately passed wrong information to those two people just now."

"It's me." The young man looked relaxed, "So I don't allow anyone to ruin my business."

"You can make up the records in the book, but I can't." Mr. Liu Jian said with a sullen face, "As the owner of these orphan copies, I have the responsibility to protect every word on it, and I must also copy the real ones. The information will be communicated to those who have agreed to read it."

"You like them both?" the man asked.

"Fart, I'm just responsible for my precious books."

"Understood." The young man in Taoist robe laughed again, then shook his head and said, "In this case, your life is also mine."

"Bah, something so high and deep! My life is here today, come and get it if you have the ability."

It was too late and then too soon, Mr. Liu Jian took out the small copper mirror in his arms and threw it into the air. The small copper mirror instantly emitted a dazzling light, and then divided into six, with a crisp crane chirp towards the sky. The young man flew over.

"Heh." The corner of the young man's lips curled up, and he raised his hand to block the six bronze mirrors.Immediately with a slight force, the huge crane behind the bronze mirror broke its wings and disappeared into the air.

This series of actions is effortless at all.

"You, what are you?" Mr. Liujian didn't expect his curse to be dispelled so easily by the person in front of him, and there was a faint fear on his face.

"Maybe I don't have time to explain it to you in detail." The young man shrugged his shoulders regretfully, "I'm also afraid that if they come, things will become very troublesome."

The young man spread out his palms while talking, and a black lotus bloomed in the air above his palm, full of ghostly and seductive colors.

"This is... the Soul Devouring Lotus?" Mr. Liu Jian was shocked immediately, "I have seen this thing in books, it is the most yin and strongest thing formed by absorbing all the resentment in the world."

"Soul-devouring lotus..." The young man's eyes flickered, and he smiled, "That's right."

After he finished speaking, he threw the black lotus into the air.A black cloud gathered in an instant and pressed towards Mr. Liujian.

Accompanied by billowing black clouds, strange Sanskrit sounds came from all directions.At first glance, this mantra sounds very similar to Qichi's voice when he releases the Soul Eater Lotus, but it sounds more gloomy than Qichi's, with a strong sense of death approaching.

"Old man, sometimes reading too much is not necessarily a good thing." The young man tossed a copper coin up and down, and said with a smile, "The more you know, the more taboos you will commit."

"Uh——!" Mr. Liu Jian was knocked down by Hei Lian's resentment, and he felt that the suffocating Sanskrit sound directly pierced his eardrums, penetrated into his body, and violently stirred among the internal organs with.

He vomited out with a nausea, and found that it was a mouthful of blood.

The sound of Sanskrit became even worse, and the black lotus spun rapidly following the sound.A strong suction force rolled up Mr. Liujian.He let out a scream, and his figure began to become unstable.Sometimes it is a person, and sometimes it is a six-winged crane with a bronze mirror on its back.

"The six-winged crane was originally a spiritual creature in the heavens. Because it was unwilling to be regarded as a plaything for viewing by the gods, it fled to the ghost city to live in seclusion. I want to use wisdom to improve my spiritual cultivation, so I read a lot of books and read many books. These ancient books are kept in Bu Wen Zhai. It can be said that he is a knowledgeable character in the three worlds, the most intelligent character."

The young man in Taoist robe bounced and caught the copper coin, tossed it several times and finally held it in the palm of his hand. He sighed: "It's a pity, after all, it's a cleverness that is mistaken by cleverness."

As soon as his words fell, Mr. Liu Jian was swallowed alive by Hei Lian.A few snow-white feathers fell to the ground.The bamboo slip in his arms fell at the young man's feet, he bent down to pick it up, a black flame ignited in his hand, and reduced the bamboo to ashes in a blink of an eye.

"These days, there aren't many people who like to go to the library to read books... Tsk, it doesn't seem to be very useful to keep them." The young man had a smile on his face, and wherever he looked, raging flames spread.The wooden bookcase was swallowed by the black flames together with those books, and the whole Buwenzhai turned into a sea of ​​flames in an instant.

The young man hid the copper coins in his pocket, then turned and left Buwenzhai with ease while humming a little tune.

"September [-]th, grab the wine and go up to the west building..." He stopped suddenly after singing a few lines, and then laughed nervously.

"Careless, why did something go wrong on the timeline." He slapped himself on the head and complained, "Tsk, it seems that I am really not the one who makes up the story..."

……

"It's out of water—!"

"It's out of water—!"

"Where did the water go?!"

"It seems that I don't know about fasting!"

"Oh, there's some flammable stuff in there!"

"It's a good thing that the place is remote, otherwise it would be so embarrassing to be his neighbor."

"No way."

Jiang Miao and Qi Chi walked against the crowd all the way to Buwenzhai, and heard all the spirits talking excitedly about the fire in Buwenzhai.Immediately, his heart sank, knowing that he might be taken a step ahead.

The fire at Buwenzhai burned until the sky turned pale.In the air filled with the smell of burnt, there are many gray fragments floating.

The original magnolia plant outside the courtyard has now become a dead tree, and it no longer has the elegant and quiet appearance of last night.For a moment, Jiang Miao felt unreal.It seems that everything that happened here before was just a big dream.

"I don't know how Mr. Liujian is doing now." Jiang Miao fell silent after asking this sentence.

This fire is obviously man-made, and now it seems that the person who revealed the false story is most likely not Mr. Liujian.Because he would not be willing to set fire to Bu Wen Zhai no matter what.

Then the problem lies in the bamboo slips, and it is likely that someone tampered with the records on it.Jiang Xiao's eyelids twitched, if Mr. Liujian also found out that there was something wrong with the bamboo slips after they left, then his situation would be in dire straits.

"Jiang Xiao!" A voice suddenly shouted from behind.

Jiang Miao turned around and saw You Ji running towards him in a panic, panting and cursing, "Fuck, you're still here! How are you? Are you not injured?! What's the matter? What's the matter?" yes!"

"I'm afraid it's a long story." Jiang Xiao stretched out his hands and flicked on You Ji's body while talking.

You Ji jumped back: "What are you doing! Don't touch me!"

Jiang Miao raised his eyebrows impatiently: "Smoke."

You Ji pouted, and threw the unopened pack of cigarettes to Jiang Miao.Jiang Miao opened the cigarette case and took out one, put it in his mouth, lit it, and took a deep breath.

"Where did you all go just now?" Jiang Xiao casually asked with his eyes half down, holding a cigarette between his fingers.

"Just walk along the river and just wander around."

When asked what he did just now, You Ji's face turned to the side unnaturally, and he also took out a cigarette and started smoking.

"Oh, are you happy?" Jiang Miao seemed a little absent-minded about Mr. Liujian's life and death at this time, and said indiscriminately.

"?!"

You Ji suddenly yelled like a cat with its hair blown out: "What the hell! What's wrong with happiness?!"

Jiang Miao was taken aback by his reaction, pulled out his ears and laughed, "Brother, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing!" You Ji took a puff of cigarette angrily, his face was flushed abnormally, and he muttered angrily, "You...don't ask nonsense."

After hearing You Ji's words, Ajiao on the side smiled lightly, and said lightly, "I'm quite happy. Although Sir You looks fierce, he is actually quite considerate."

You Ji's face turned even redder, and he was so stuttering that he couldn't even speak, so he said angrily, "Don't ask nonsense, and you, don't talk nonsense either."

Ajiao smiled again: "I'm telling the truth."

You Ji couldn't keep up with A Jiao's words, so he turned to Jiang Miao again.He narrowed his eyes and looked at the other person's face and asked, "I said, what's the matter with your mouth? Did you two eat hot pot? Which one?"

Jiang Miao's thoughts were wandering at this time, and when You Ji asked him, he was forced to pull him back.The cigarette in his hand burned to the bottom before he could take a few puffs, and he threw it away as it was so hot.

"Ah, so what, hot pot..." Jiang Miao hesitated for a long time, and finally hit Xia Qichi's elbow hard, and said angrily, "Tell him which hot pot it is!"

Qi Chi curled his lips and said in his deep and magnetic voice: "Not everyone can taste private hotpot."

Jiang Miao sneered, "Oh, yes."

"of course."

You Ji: "???"

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